11 Works by focacciabread
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Dean focuses on the throbbing of his hand.
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The thing is, he knows. He’s known.
Or: If someone tells you they love you and you don’t say it back, how much worse can a little sleeping with them possibly make things, really?
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The harbinger of doom breaks eye contact with the wall to tilt its head at Dean and something starts cracking open in his chest before he can even reach for the words to name it.
“Lucifer? No, that’s not his name. My father is Castiel.”
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“We now have,” Cas scans the crumpled receipt he’s pulled from the bottom of a bag, “forty-seven cents off gas.” He looks up, grave. “There was a deal attached to the tomatoes.”
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- Part 2 of old revolution
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Castiel finds salvation sitting slumped on a floral motel bedspread.
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- Part 1 of old revolution
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Dean shoves the phone back in his pocket, the grateful sound of Sam’s voice echoing in his ear—fine enough to be on the receiving end of, sure, but he can’t quite hear it without thinking about how soon it’ll probably be tainted again by the bitterness that won’t stop running like a river between them. How soon Dean has until one of them does something unforgivable, again. How soon before the other has to forgive.
He looks up and, somehow, Cas is still there standing beside him, silent as the blaring cicadas in the woods around them aren’t.
“Hey, so,” Dean says, instead of answering the unspoken question present in his tilted head. “I know you’re busy but, c’mon—Kansas City. It’s against the law to not stop in for some barbecue.”
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only a paper moon by focacciabread
Fandoms: Star Wars Original Trilogy, Star Wars - All Media Types
25 Jun 2021
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“You know, for someone who’s never bothered to try the Force, you sure have your mind made up about it.”
“Gut instinct, kid,” Han says. There’s something in his expression that wasn’t there before, something that’s crawled in and settled around his eyes. It’s discomfiting, but not quite a threat—at least, Luke doesn’t think so. He meets the strange look head-on. “My line of work, you get a pretty good feel for the things that are gonna end up killing you.”
Or: 30k of painstakingly cashing in on every gay moment present in a campy space opera that’s over 40 years old. Kill me.
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“More than that,” Archie says. “It’s—belonging to someone. This, this is embarrassing, but I honestly feel like I haven’t made any friends like the ones I left behind here, you know?”
Kevin looks at him with an expression that might contain pity but is overall much too kind for Archie to be upset by it. “Hey, there’s nothing wrong with that,” he says, placing a hand on Archie’s shoulder and raising his other in a mock toast. “To Archie Andrews, and the people we belong to, huh?”
As Archie smiles and taps the back of Kevin’s hand with his own, savoring this unexpected comfort on a tiled bathroom floor, he tilts his head back against the wall and tries to think of who exactly that might be.
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Five disagreements over the ages and one instance of being perfectly in sync.
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- Part 2 of calico skies
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“Horses?” Nicky says.
“You know, horses,” Nile says, clearing up nothing. “Like, when you pass some of them in a field or something, you point and say ‘horses.’ Some people do it with cows, but I think that takes the fun out of it.”
“Ah,” Nicky says, slowly. “An American ritual, then?”
“I think it’s more of a ‘less than 900 years old’ thing, honestly.”
Nicky hums. “So much is.”
Or: A post-movie epilogue about being human together ft grocery stores, phone calls, car rides, shitty food, football games, and the wild hubris that you can renovate your own house without professional help.
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- Part 3 of calico skies
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Yusuf half expects the bite of steel for his efforts, or at least a jolt as the soldier pulls him back down into the dirt—instead, just a hand in his, warm and rough.
“Yusuf,” he says, hand on his chest. “I am Yusuf Al-Kaysani.”
Something sparks in the blue eyes across from him. “Nicolo di Genova.”
Nicolo. Something familiar that has no reason to be.
Or, in which Yusuf and Nicolo kill each other, learn each other, and long for each other, somewhat in that order.
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- Part 1 of calico skies